Giles, if you would like to get by in American society, then you are going to have to follow our traditions. You're the patriarch. You have to host the festivities, or it's all meaningless.

Buffy ,'Sleeper'


Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Amy - Dec 12, 2008 7:54:21 am PST #4268 of 10000
Because books.

::notices a Teppy::

::waves oh-so casually::


Nora Deirdre - Dec 12, 2008 7:57:02 am PST #4269 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I for serious have to check to see if we won the lottery. I am so done with this working for a living crap.


Steph L. - Dec 12, 2008 7:59:39 am PST #4270 of 10000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Brain is okay on Wellbutrin; however, I jacked my back up something AWFUL 2 weeks ago, and I'm doped out of my MIND on flexiril, percocet, and steroids.

The doctor thinks it's *probably* not a herniated disc (if it is, I can't begin to express how much I'm going to lose my mind), but just a horrible inflamed muscle pressing on my sciatic nerve.

It all happened because I had a panic attack at the gym, and thought that if I RAN around the track (rather than walked, which is what I normally do), I would exhaust myself and therefore burn out the panic.

What I didn't know -- learn from my experience, kids -- is that raising your heart rate (like, say, from RUNNING) is the LAST thing a person with a panic attack should do.

So I still had the panic attack and got the horrible blinding sciatic pain in the bargain.

No panic attacks since then, but I chalk that up to the lovely calming effects of the flexiril/percocet cocktail.

I just started the steroids 2 days ago, so they should be kicking in any minute now. Which would be lovely, since I can barely stand upright today. Yesterday I was fine, and even went shopping and tried on clothes, etc. Today? Pain city. Like, try to take a step and collapse in pain on the floor.

The pets just looked over disdainfully, because I interrupted their morning naps, and then they went right back to sleep, while I crawled to the bedroom (hand to god, I was on all fours) for the heating pad and opiate painkillers.

I think the warranty on my back ran out, or something.


Barb - Dec 12, 2008 8:00:06 am PST #4271 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

I so don't do glitter.

Sequins, yes. Swarovski crystals, mos' def. No glitter.


Steph L. - Dec 12, 2008 8:01:27 am PST #4272 of 10000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Sequins, yes. Swarovski crystals, mos' def.

Yeah, but if you toss those around, you could put someone's eye out.


Barb - Dec 12, 2008 8:05:36 am PST #4273 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

Good point. Which is why there is no flinging of glittery substances. Works out well, dontcha think?


Connie Neil - Dec 12, 2008 8:07:14 am PST #4274 of 10000
brillig

Ah, backs. They have to be proof of evolution, because if God did this to us intentionally, then He's got a damned whacked sense of humor.


Barb - Dec 12, 2008 8:08:21 am PST #4275 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

if God did this to us intentionally, He's got a damned whacked sense of humor.

Have you checked out a platypus lately?

< /Robin Williams Live at the Met>


Connie Neil - Dec 12, 2008 8:08:55 am PST #4276 of 10000
brillig

True. Plus the avocado.


Steph L. - Dec 12, 2008 8:10:14 am PST #4277 of 10000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Ah, backs. They have to be proof of evolution

I consider them the ultimate DIS-proof (is that a word?) of "Intelligent Design."

Intelligent, my ass.